One day soon after Mother went to the nursing home, she had a couple of visitors. Mother was sitting in the foyer talking to them. No, they were talking to her. A nurse came to Mother and said, “Your daughter, ______, called and said she will be here in a few minutes.” Mother, having one of her more lucid days, said, “I don’t have a daughter named _____.” In a few minutes my sister walked in, and Mother’s guests began to ask her questions such as, “Hey, where is _______?” “Why didn’t you bring ______?” “______is supposed to be with you.”
From that moment and for the next several months we had an imaginary sister named _______. She was the one that did everything wrong. She was always forgetful and always late. She became the butt of our jokes and we were pretty cruel to her. Good thing she wasn’t real.
There was a problem, however. Daddy was not at all happy when he heard about our new sister. You see, we have another ______ in the family. A real one. Daddy was afraid that our jokes would get back to her family. We were very selective about who knew about _______.
I just remembered my son-in-law’s advice: “Don’t write anything you don’t want the whole world to read.” hmmmmmmm I just decided to go back up and take out the name of our imaginary sister. I guess you can just use your imagination and fill in the blanks for yourself!